 The pre-lunch was gorgeous. The beer was always cold. On to dancing with the women. Ah, the women. Yeah, you're bold. You could smell the place all 16 blocks. And it wasn't any horse. Garlic cheese on the whole hamburger. Pickles mixed with a herring together. And the meatball filled with dill-like lettuce. Chopped up liver and bologna. Pickled pig's feet that were bony. And salami. The professor...